Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

However, Lin Zhuo wasn't angry with Sha Zhu at all; on the contrary, he was quite pleased that Sha Zhu had given him an assist.

Lin Zhuo said calmly:

"Brother Zhu, since you've brought it up, I'll have a good talk with you about it."

"I'm asking you, wasn't Jia Dongxu's injury a work-related injury?"

He Yuzhu nodded and said, "It's a work injury."

Lin Zhuo then asked:

"So, does he have to pay for his own medical expenses?"

He Yuzhu replied without hesitation:

"Of course not, the factory can just issue a three-part form, so you definitely won't have to pay for medical expenses yourself."

In those days, even slightly larger factories had their own medical clinics, and large factories even had their own hospitals.

Not just for work-related injuries, but also for ordinary illnesses, the factory doctor provides free medical care and medication.

If the factory doctor can't treat it, they'll issue a three-part form. You can take this form to the company's designated hospital for treatment, which is also free.

After speaking, He Yuzhu looked thoughtful.

Lin Zhuo didn't give He Yuzhu time to think deeply and continued to ask:

"Has Jia Dongxu's salary been stopped?"

He Yuzhu's forehead was a little sweaty, and he said:

"The salary definitely hasn't stopped."

As Lin Zhuo and He Yuzhu exchanged questions, many neighbors also showed thoughtful expressions.

If a neighbor has an accident, it's normal to offer some money as a token of appreciation.

However, Yi Zhonghai's constant pleading for poverty on behalf of the Jia family was indeed going too far.

He Yuzhu then realized that he might have been helping Lin Zhuo just now, and quickly looked back, saying:

"Lin Zhuo, no matter what, the Jia family has suddenly suffered such a huge change, we should still show concern for them."

Lin Zhuo said coldly:

"Brother Zhu, that's just how I am."

"If someone treats me with respect, I will treat them with even greater respect."

"If someone offends me, I'm too lazy to pretend to be magnanimous."

Yi Zhonghai's face turned ashen, and he said in a deep voice:

"Lin Zhuo, you only had a small conflict with the Jia family, you don't need to keep holding a grudge."

"Living in the same courtyard, some minor bumps and scrapes are inevitable."

"However, when something really happens, we should still help each other."

Yi Zhonghai's words were well-chosen, and he also subtly implied that Lin Zhuo was being petty.

Many people nodded in agreement after hearing this.

With so many families living in such a large compound, it's perfectly normal for there to be some friction from time to time.

But there wasn't much of a grudge, and it passed in a few days.

Lin Zhuo countered with a question:

"Sir, so what you mean is that no matter what, everyone in our courtyard should help each other out when someone is in trouble?"

Yi Zhonghai was secretly pleased. This Lin Zhuo was barely out of hair yet, and he dared to fight him.

Once you've laid down your grand principles, how can he possibly refute them?

Yi Zhonghai nodded smugly and said:

"That's natural."

Lin Zhuo said coldly:

"Then I'd like to ask you a question, sir."

What did you do when my father passed away?

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai froze on the spot.

Lin Zhuo stopped arguing and turned around to go home.

The people in the courtyard began to whisper among themselves.

"What Lin Zhuo said is true. When Lao Lin passed away, we didn't organize any donations."

"To be honest, the Lin family is quite poor. There is an elderly mother and a young boy who is not yet grown up. He is the one who supports the family."

Everyone has their own judgment; no matter how eloquently the old man spoke, the facts speak for themselves.

When the Lin family faced a crisis, he didn't utter a single word.

His apprentice was hospitalized, and everyone pitched in to donate money.

Although Liu Haizhong couldn't hear everyone's discussion very clearly, he could tell from their eyes that they had some doubts about the old man's motives.

Lin Zhuo had already left, and Yi Zhonghai, with nowhere to vent his anger, could only snort coldly and leave.

Liu Haizhong said "Meeting adjourned," and everyone went home.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai entered the door, an older woman followed him inside.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai sat down, he slammed his hand on the table.

The cups on the table jumped.

The old woman was so startled that she jumped.

He quickly stepped forward and gently patted Yi Zhonghai's back.

"Old Yi, calm down."

As he spoke, he poured a teacup of hot water for Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai took a big gulp of water, calmed himself down a bit, and said angrily:

"That Lin Zhuo kid is really disrespecting me."

An older woman cursed:

"That little brat Lin Zhuo, I thought he was pretty honest, but it turns out he's a real scoundrel."

Actually, what angered Yi Zhonghai the most was not that Lin Zhuo disrespected him, but that he had said so many hurtful things in front of everyone in the courtyard, which greatly affected his prestige in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai has no shortage of money; what he values ​​most is face and reputation.

What I like most is that everyone gives Yi Zhonghai a thumbs up when they mention him.

Yi Zhonghai was sulking when there was a knock on the door. An older woman opened the door and saw Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and He Yuzhu. She quickly welcomed the three of them into the house.

Upon seeing the old man, Liu Haizhong said indignantly:

"Old Yi, Lin Zhuo has gone too far. Look at what he just said."

"He just got promoted to a fourth-level worker and he's already acting like he owns the place. We need to teach this kid a lesson sometime. Let them know who's the boss in this courtyard."

"You agree, right, Lao Yan?"

Liu Haizhong tugged at the sleeve of the third uncle, but his eyes were secretly observing Yi Zhonghai's reaction.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai seemed to agree with him, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

Liu Haizhong had long disliked Lin Zhuo, but he seemed unable to do anything about it.

During the previous exam, he made the workshop director look good in front of Factory Director Yang, and now he has become the workshop director's favorite. He might even be on Factory Director Yang's radar.

Liu Haizhong dared not trip him up in the workshop.

Yi Zhonghai has always been the one to do things right in the courtyard. Lin Zhuo has shown him no respect today, and if he adds fuel to the fire, Yi Zhonghai will have to deal with him sooner or later.

He can just hide behind his bangs and watch the show.

Yan Bugui understood the hidden meaning in Liu Haizhong's words and knew that he was trying to stir up trouble for Lao Yi and also wanted to drag him into it.

What is the relationship between Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Lin Zhuodou and my third uncle?

They all need to be as powerful as possible.

On the contrary, He Yuzhu was somewhat indignant and said:

"Second Uncle, you know what, it's rare to find something that makes sense."

"Silly Zhu." Liu Haizhong frowned at Silly Zhu and said unhappily, "You never say anything nice."

Yan Bugui did not continue the topic, but said:

"Old Yi, we've counted all the money everyone donated. Here's the donation list, please take a look."

As he spoke, Yan Bugui handed a sheet of paper for bookkeeping to Yi Zhonghai, and Liu Haizhong also handed over an envelope containing money.

Yi Zhonghai took the list and saw that he had only managed to scrape together 80 yuan and 3 mao, which made him frown.

That's really too little.

Yi Zhonghai donated a maximum of 50 yuan, Liu Haizhong and He Yuzhu each donated 5 yuan, and Liu Haizhong donated 2 yuan, which already amounted to 62 yuan.

No one else donated more than one dollar.